⁶ Treacherous souls return to the city in the evening;
    they prowl about,
    howling like dogs.
⁷ Watch them! Snarling, dribbling their malicious insults.
    Their words cut loose from their lips like swords,
    and in their backstabbing they say, “Who’s listening anyway?”

⁸ But You, O Eternal One, laugh at them;
    You make fun of all the nations.